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rn shackles will be worn, To them we'll bow no knee; From hill to hill, exultant, shrill, Our battle-cry rings forth: Freedom or death on every breath, And hatred to the North. Cease not to smile, brave Southern girls, On all our efforts to be free-- Whilst life remains, we'll struggle on, Till all the world shall see That those who fight for home and right Can never be enslaved; Their blood may stain the battle-plain; Our country must be saved. Mr. Frank Moore: The above poem (though rudely composed) is a verbatim copy of a poem written by one of the Confederate prisoners captured at Winchester — and who was imprisoned in the Baltimore City Jail — while on their way North. Our secesh ladies thronged the jail-yard for the entire two days of their stay, and while there, the above was thrown to them, with a note. What the note contained I am not able to say, but can assure you as to the origination of the above. Yours, with respect, Henry J. Howard. Baltimore, March, 18